From: Kamal E Y [email protected]>

To: Sabrina [email protected] >

Sent: 4 August, 1999 06:52 PM

Subject: Please don't tease me

My Bettie doll,

You are teasing me! Making me excited and then leaving! Sitting on my lap and caressing, then gets out and smiles killingly! Then lying to me in bed with a slip-on and then turning away! But I will keep my promise, even though it is very hard. But you gave me the permission to savour the sweetness of your lips, right? I will kiss our lips all night. I think I am going to die of unfulfilled excitement.

You really are very fierce, whether it is love or anger. I can feel the heat of our love from your words, at the same time, I can feel the lightning of your anger. I have read somewhere that strong emotions mean the sincerity in belief. But see, that poor girl will be afraid of you. I am not advising you, dear, but... Even I am getting afraid, if you were becoming angry with me, no, I can't even think of it.

My birthplace is the southernmost state of India. It is sometimes referred to as God's own country, because of the natural beauty. Backwaters and rivers adorn the land. Mountain ranges border the western side and the Arabian sea covers the eastern side. I am working in B'lore, the garden city. You can find it in any tourist guide. I studied in the state and got my Engineering degree from there. There is an entrance exam to get admission to the course. There are 400 seats in Electronics & communication and that is the most sought after subject. Around 30,000 aspirants will be writing the exam every year. Somehow, I got through the exam and thus got the degree.

So you are in the house with me and Buddha? No, I won't allow that. I won't share you with anyone, even if it is Buddha. I want you as my sole possession.

I got your other mail and was imagining how you look like standing wet. Drops of rain running from your hair to our eyes to your lips and to your breasts. I am jealous of those raindrops.

You said you were sitting in my lap with a silk slip-on. Will you let me kiss your neck and eyes and that beauty spot on your cheeks? Pleeeeeease, my princess! I am holding you in arms, my little treasure and I won't let you go.

What are you doing now? Let us go to bed and spend the whole night kissing... commie...

Only yours

Kamal